#one time I heard that song live and the base was so insane it literally shook my chest cavity and it was so fitting

[juustozzi]

You can't save everyone if you can't even save yourself

[multiheadcanons]

MERCS DOING KARAOKE. I WAS DELIRIOUSLY FEVERISH.

offense: they’re singing it wasn’t me by shaggy. they have pyro do the raps. it’s close enough, the rest of the team finds it to be a hoot.

scout: scout will always do baby got back. the team finds it hilarious, if he’s drunk he can be a little gay goofy and nobody will really. think anything about it, a very nice time! the team knows it’s during scout’s song they need to get drunk, because soldier is just ridiculous.

soldier: soldier… jane doe…. jane doe will pick from one of the many songs in the great american songbook. and he loves doing the star spangled banner. he’s not good. but frankly, if the team can get drunk enough, it’s just eight men (and pyro) scream singing the star spangled banner. at this point sedate them. sometimes engie will make him do this land is your land. it’s kind of touching for the rest of the team. they get fuzzy feelings. like they really belong here.

pyro: bust out that taylor swift discography babey! will generally do you belong with me. at this point the men know it word for word, it’s popular, it’s cheesy, it’s a good karaoke choice. the team cheers, they get into it a little. it’s an enjoyable performance!

defense: you know they’re busting out its tricky by run-dmc right? we all know this? their timing is insane. has the team hooting and hollering.

demo: he’ll get the team out of their seats with boogie wonderland. sometimes literally. “get up! get on your feet!” but he definitely gobbles it up. gives a whole show. he’s really just missing some sequins and a wig and this would be a hell of a drag show. definitely has the charisma uniqueness nerve and talent. team is thoroughly pleased.

heavy: it takes a little more coaxing to get heavy up there on his own. but when you convince him… he’s doing one of the saddest renditions of live and let die you’ve ever heard. sometimes snipes will get up there with him and do the horn solos. just an oddly soulful performance. leaves you thinking.

engineer: ….turn it up some. he’s pulling out honky tonk badonkadonk by trace adkins babeyyy! got his guitar, got the amp, he’s turning the base into a country dive bar. kinda hot. everyone ends that with some feelings.

support: they’re soooo wretched i hate these men. they get up there, they’re discussing quietly amongst themselves, they start snickering. never a good sign. demo gets on stage, takes place at the piano. they begin the most heartbreaking rendition of bohemian rhapsody. the team is genuinely tearing up. they never pick regular songs. it’s always some of the saddest shit they can think of.

medic: oh he’s eating i need a hero. he’ll get the team off their feet with that one. he’ll also fall back on any elton john song. he loves im still standing. so does the team. it’s a little funny with the respawn machine bringing them back, right? they think so.

sniper: you know he’s doing who can it be now, right? we all know he’s doing who can it be now? he’s pulling out his sax; they’re all eating up who can it be now. does a different sax solo every time. the team screams when he busts out the sax.

spy: he’s doing le festin. everyone normally gets very confused and then scout realizes it’s the ratatouille song and everyone cheers. it annoys him, he hasn’t even gotten to the good part! let him get to the good part! a lovely ender.

[proud-cloud]

Three Cheers for sweet revenge plot song by song according to me

My credentials are that uhmm ive listened to this album like weekly since i was like 12 and uhm im taking english A-Level (crime and tragedy) sooooo

Full disclaimer i could do a line by line analysis on pretty much all of these songs but then this would be stupidly long so im just touching on the points or lyrics i think are most important for the plot! Oh and i cant spell and im trieddd of writing academic essays so im kinda yapping ngl

HELENA

honestly i barely have anything to say here but i imagine its the demo woman’s funeral (yes ik its abt Gerard ways grandma but let me cook) kind of setting the tone and exploring his grief, creating the circumstances for his deal with the devil - especially in the bridge.

GIVE EM HELL KID

Ok so here!! Is where i start to have more to say!! So in my head the man (im just gonna call them tje man and the woman or like he/she from here on) has accepted the deal with satan to kill 1000 evil men and is basically on a killing spree? So from my immense medical knowledge of watching house im preity sure epidrene is a steroid, which like gives him energy (interestingly ive been on them a few times for asthma and they have a long list of mental side effects such as uhhh mania (fall out boy whooo) anxiety and depression which maybe foreshadows his sorta insanity towards the end as his guilt haunts him) acting as a symbol of his immense motivation to see his wife again, so verse one especially is before his downfall where hes like yippee killing people to see my wife again!! The chorus i imagine is sang by both him and the woman in heaven as they both long for each other uhm and later on in the song it does seem as if hes begining to kind of loose it a bit due to his grief? kind of foreshadowing his well everything later on in the album. In the bridge i imagine hes kind of mocking their teenage selves (linking to im not okay later on) especially in the line “we are young and we dont care” criticicing their hopefullness by comparing it to their current circumstance - ironic as it only gets worse from here.

TO THE END

Now i know this is based on a rose for emily (i tried to read it and there were a LOT of slurs from what i remeber so that was yeah) but for the sake of my silly little narrative were kinda just not gonna touch on that. So here i believe the man has been set to kill this couple, just to find the wife has killed her husband (with the “cyanide you drank” i assume) which drives him into a sort of crisis, questioning if this was what would have happened to him and his wife if she had lived and they had stayed married for this long (fueling his sexuality crisis in prison). I could go so much further into this, especially language wise but for the sake of everyones sanity ill leave it here :)

YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DO TO GUYS LIKE US IN PRISION

so hes literally in the middle of a gunfight in the centre of a resturant and the police come and theyre like come with ur arms raised high and ok so!!! Theres many people who could explain this better than me but the man gets arrested for killing all these people and gets sent to jailllll. Ive heard some people talk about it as an allegory for SA in prison and others who talk abt it as him realising his gay/bi ect and honestly i can see both. I really like the line “too much to late or just not enough of this, pain in my heart for your dying wish, i kiss your lips again!” Which, running with the latter intrepretation, suggests hes feeling regret for all the murdering hes done and is questioning if he ever did love his wife this much, and if he should move on and fix his mistakes. So to make a long story short he has a sexuality crisis in prision! Toward the end, he escapes prision and with his “friends” from jail, lilely from setting it on “fire” (i got the friends bit from the lyric “but ill go down with my friends”) escaping jail but at the cost of further loosing his sanity and grasp on morality.

IM NOT OKAY (I PROMISE)

for conveniences sake he either gets knocked out (the giggles at the end of prision i guess beinf from a concussion or something?) or just like goes to sleep somehwhere after the prison break with the other ex inmates and has a flashback to his time in high school, when he fell in love with his wife. As an audienve were kinds like dude she did not like you back then calm down which makes us question the morality of his mission, but for him it reminds him of what hes fighting for and erases the doubt he had in their love in to the end and prison. I will say im kinda pidgenholing this in with the flashback but uhm yeah!

THE GHOST OF YOU

This song acts as a continuation of his grief, back in the present day after im not okay made him remember what he was doing this all for. This basically confirms his belief that killing all these people is right because he needs to see her again. He battles with his morality knowing that she should be “never coming home” cause shes dead but then considering the deal with satan and its morality asking himself “could i? Should i?”. Towards the end, it seems like he decides killing the men to bring her back is the right thing to do. the line “If i fall, down” seems to show his commitment to her regardless of morality, hes willing to ‘fall down’ to hell if it means he gets more time with her which is ironic as he later does go to hell, but never gets to see her again.

THE JETSET LIFE IS GONNA KILL YOU

and hes back to killing again!! I think “her killing jar” is a metaphor for his fixation on his wife and the things its driving him to do. Hes trapped as if he was in a jar by the deal he made with satan for her. Its kind of difficult to explain but essentially hes assuring himself that hes doing it all for her and its all worth it as his sanity slowly dissipates, which i believe is demonstrated through the lyric “pull the plug” kinda symbolising hes giving up on himself and dedicating everything to her. Now this is obviously unhealthily obsessive and is the point where we definately start to question if what hes doing is right - is he not essentially playing god now? Should one man act as judge, jury and executioner?

INTERLUDE

ok its literally just the interlude but here i beleive he is praying for god, the “saints”, to “protect” his wife in heaven further showing his like motive? For all of his murders - his love for her however dangerously codependant.

THANK YOU FOR THE VENOM

HE KILLS MORE PEOPLE 🔥🔥 its almost like he has to kill 1000 evil men damn. BUT now hes starting to loose his grip on reality and is killing innocent people. I like to think he goes to the church he married his wife in and starts killing people - hence the line “sister im not much a poet but a criminal” - hes changed completely from the man he once was. They try to convince him to like stop saying its not what his wife would have wanted but he does not listen - in the lyric “preach all you want but whos gonna save me” - and continues to spiral into a life of crime and implied addiction (when in the chorus he says “give me all your posion and give me all your pills”)

HANG EM HIGH

THIS!! This is the one i can never fully figure out despite it being so good 🙏🙏 it feels like a cop out to say he suddenly becomes a cowboy or idk has to kill a cowboy but any other way i can interpret it is just the same old back to mourning his wife and dedicating his life to her so uhm yeah take any of those 3 or your own and run with it (please tell me if you know how to make this fit better than me)

ITS NOT A FASHION STATEMENT ITS A FUCKING DEATHWISH

Hes now so deep into his mission he cant quit despite the regret he feels. This kind of links back to his mocking of their younger selves in give em hell through the lyric “do you remeber back there when we met you told me this gets harder, well it did!”. Hes kind of pondering how his life got this bad wishing it didnt have to be this way. however he believes they will soon be reunited - evidenced through lines such as “im coming back from the dead” and the repeated references to resserection and him finding his wife, “your running out of places, to hide from me”. At the end, he says “i lost my fear of falling, i will be with you”, further showing he thinks he will soon see his wife again and simmilarly to the ghost of you shows hes willing to sacrafice his soul just to see her again

CEMETERY DRIVE

trust me the fake music video in my head for this goes HARD. So he visits the cemetary where his wife is buried to kinda tell her in a way? That hes almost finished and he’ll see her soon. And in my like the cool cinemetic imaganary music video he dances with her ghost but uhm plot wise hes kinda lamenting how much he misses here as the chorus goes “i miss you, so far”. Now theres some confusion as to how she died as here it says “and they found you on the bathroom floor” but in i never told you it says “they gave us two shots to the back of the head” so i imagine he got caught up in some like bad stuff and they killed her in their home - the bathroom - which does add some depth to his grief as he feels responsable for her death hence why he wants to bring her back so bad. His dedication to her is reinforced through the lyric “so i wont stop lying wont stop dying” which as ive said a lottt shows his like questionably large levels of motivation in this mission from satan. The repetition of “way down” at the end foreshadows the twist in the next song - that he's going to hell - and this idea has been building up throughout the narrative but its reaching its peak now and we begin to see it as a serious possibility considering the innocent people he has killed alongside the guilty ones.

I NEVER TOLD YOU WHAT I DO FOR A LIVING

Aaaaand im realising ive made it all the way through this without even having to check the tracklist which shows that i lack a life! But anyways this song communicates the concept so well and i genuienly could line by line delve into it but for the sake of conciceness as i have been i will just cover the basic concept

OK SO! Hes metholodically getting through this list (im inferring he has a list from the line “i keep a book of the names”) kind of rushing through them, seen through the fast pace of the first verse, in my head it resembles a video montage of the murder of multiple people off of the list. This is further evidenced through the lyric “another knife in my hands” showing this has somehow become his everyday life as hes become so detached from normalicy in his grief. NOW NOW NOW the lyric “a stain that never comes off the sheets” is an allusion to lady Macbeth (I FREAKING LOVE SHAKESPEARE) (im a hamlet girl tho honestly) where she couldnt wash the blood off of her hands which is a common literary symbol for guilt showing his mission has taken a massive toll on him mentally if we did not already realise this. “It aint the money and it sure as hell aint just for the fame” implies he does not enjoy killing these people despite the fact hes killed probably over a thousand people which againnnn shows his dedication to his wife. Now i know ive said that about a billion times but thats important to consider when we take into account that he does not get to see her again - everything he did was essentially worthless, in fact if anything everything he did just sealed his fate. Therefore, if we view him as a tragic hero (i can go so much more into this but thats for another day) then his hamartia is his love for her, his loyalty which kinda gave him tunnel vision meaning he could not see the flaws his plan and the way he was being exploited by satan.

now theres so much symbolism in the lyrics i could discuss (I LOVE THIS SONG) but i will refrain and kinda skip forward to the bridge/the end. I like to think he turns the last page in his book of names to just see his own name and then begins to spiral - this is where the song goes “and we all fall down”. Im preitty sure gerard ways like screams say “i tried” which like furthers this breakdown as he comes to understand all the wrong he has done and his inevatatable damnation. After a large moral debate he thinks it would have been better if they were both killed together originally “never again / they gave us two shots to the back of the head” and he shoots himself in the hope he will eventually be with her in the afterlife, and if not then a life without her is not a life worth living anyways. It ends with the lyric “were all dead now” (which they are) which reminds me of the rhyme/ game from when i was a kid ring a rosies (which i swear is about the plauge) and how that ends by saying “we all fall down” kinda showing the corruption he brought into the world and that everything must come to an end. This is typical of a tragic hero - his anagorisis (realisation of his flaw / mistake) and then his death - which is why i personally do veiw this album as mostly conforming to troupes of traditional greek tragedy :).

aaaaand thats it!! I dont count bury me in black or desert song as part of the album plot uhhh if anyone else does id love to hear how that sounds so cool but yeah!!! Oh and sorry again for any typos and spelling errors i cannot spell for the life of me uhmm this could be so incoherent for all i know (if so sorry!!) but i hope not 😛

lmk if you’d actualy wanna hear the full yap poetry annotation style for a song cause i love nothing more if not talking i might do the same for danger days if i feel like it so watch out 🔥🔥

[eisforeidolon]

Hellers still going on about “Watching Over Me” being about Cass. Claiming Jensen confirmed it in a meet and greet. It’s funny they never have video proof beyond, “Misha said it”.

That's kind of what they do.

One of them comes up with a totally bonkers interpretation of something, completely makes some shit up they claim totally happened (trust me bro!), or Misha queerbaits them to keep the minion attention/money flowing. The rest of them, like the gullible and obsessed desperate conspiracy theorists they are, repeat it among themselves over and over and over as "proof" their ship(s) are totes real until the heat death of the universe. The part where it's batshit insane, has zero evidentiary backing, or even has been clearly refuted? Completely irrelevant!

Here, one of them came up with a totally bonkers interpretation of the song while desperately searching Radio Company's catalogue for secret hidden clues that Jensen was pining away, miserable that the SPN finale didn't end with D/C. Misha heard about it, and because he's a spineless backstabbing weasel with all the integrity of a disintegrating toupee, quote unquote joked about it being true. I can't remember if someone made up the M&G story of him confirming it wholesale or if it was a creative reinterpretation of someone else's M&G report, insisting Jensen confirmed it when the fan actually reported him saying something to the effect of not intending/wanting to say songs had specific meanings. Regardless, believing it's actually legit requires ignoring:

The part where it's pretty absurd to think Steve and Jensen are sitting around writing songs from Dean's PoV, and batshit insane to think Steve and Jensen would be sitting around writing songs about a fictional non-canon ship Jensen has made it clear multiple times he is baffled by the popularity of and sees as no part of Dean's story. Especially when Jensen has said the majority of the writing is actually Steve's. The part where Misha couldn't even fucking name what song it supposedly was that was totes for real about Dean and Cass. The part where there are specific reports that STEVE talked about that song in a Patreon livestream to say it was about having an angel watching over you that you don't want watching over you, not some schmoopy romance. The part where, once again, Jensen supposedly validates D/C all the time ... just so long as no one is recording him.

None of that matters, and if one of them mustered up the idiocy to ask Jensen onstage at the next convention if it was a D/C song and he literally just stared at them in angry bafflement and said, "No." before immediately moving on? They'd make up a million reasons he was lying, didn't understand his own song, or how "No." was aCtUaLLy super secret code for "OMG YES."

It's the same story with their meta ~*interpreting*~ a love story out of bad stereotypes and random minutiae. It's the same story with their constant tales of Jensen telling a fan in detail how he totes lurves D/C now in ops/autos - often at the same cons where he shoots it down onstage. It's the same story with their absurd claims Misha was a third lead and saved the show. It's the same story with all their myriad conspiracies about the finale regarding the network/secret footage/secret scripts/Jared/NDAs/etc. It's the same story with their insistence Jensen hates the aired finale and barn scene because he didn't like the initial pitch. And on and on and on and on...

Being a heller means actively rejecting living in a rational, fact-based reality in favor of steeping yourself in The Undeniable Truth of Detestiel until your brain boils away to nothing.

[imhereonthekitchenfloor]

Rating Taylor Swift songs based on how they would be perceived by medieval peasants*: Fearless

*context: I'm imagining showing medieval peasants how awesome the future is by playing them the greatest music of our day and age (Taylor obviously). I am also trying to have them not go insane nor have me be accused of witchcraft.

Debut rating

👑🤺🛡⚔️👑🤺🛡⚔️👑

Fearless: pavement, parking lot, car?? After the confusing first verse this song becomes a really sweet tale about riding in a wagon or cart and ruining your nice dress for the oen you love. Considering most women only own one nice dress and one day dress, this is a beautiful sentiment🥹 8/10

Fifteen: the setting of this song is very confusing. It seems (?) Like this may be about the upper class going to school. A senior boy means a lord. A freshmen is a novice. Fifteen is a good age for marriage, but how is this not arranged? 3/10

Love Story: this is so romantic 😍 this is the most beautiful love story ever heard!! They were going to run away because they didn't have parental consent. Regardless of being peasants, they were each other's prince and princess. 10/10!!!

Hey Stephen: hasn't every medieval girl fallen in love with that boy that every other girl is offering their dowry to? Very relatable but nothing too special. 7/10

White Horse: fun fact! White horses have always been a fairytale symbol throughout ancient history so this symbol would translate well to medieval times. The idea of not being a princess or someone chasing after your hand with promise of a horse are also relatable medieval imagery. 8/10 due to some confusing and modern dialect.

You Belong With Me: 😳 what is happening? There's something here about unrequited love but the details are all lost. 2/10

Breathe: medieval friendships were usually a contractual agreement and the few positive and real friendships were reserved for men as masculinity was seen as a holy state and and only masculine beings could have real friends. This song is likely about 2 men having a falling out. Not super relatable but it mostly makes sense. 4/10

Tell Me Why: is this about a physical fight? Are knights facing off? Is this about lovers?? I'm a little lost on context. 5/10 just because everything but bullets and shots makes sense

You're Not Sorry: what happened here 😳 someone MESSED UP. Who knows what a phone is but this song hit deep. 9/10

The Way I Loved You: passion vs sensibility. A secret lover vs someone who is committed. Marriage is very rarely romantic, so this song feels very relatable. 8/10 because the acting insane is a bit questionable. Why are you risking being accused of witchcraft?

Forever & Always: this sounds like a devastating divorce. Perhaps there was an agreement with another women? That is one of several grounds for divorce and it would track with the anger in this song. Unfortunate. 3/10

The Best Day: pumpkins? Tractor? Car? Video? There's too many anachronisms to listen with ease but some lyrics still can hit. 5/10

Change: Are the serfs revolting??? Good for them! This song is so hopeful! 10/10 even though it's unrealistic.

Jump Then Fall: "jump then fall into me" in itself is a weird phrase but cute enough song about blossoming love. 6/10

Untouchable: a song of yearning AND the singer dreams of being literate. Relatable dreams. 7/10.

Come In With The Rain: (tbh, my twilight analysis of this song made this one really difficult) this is likely about another serf living on the masters property and it sounds scandalous. Clandestine affairs are not aligned with the medieval Christian values. 3/10

Superstar: Is this about a traveling performer or nobility visiting the town? Another song about being into the guy every girl will offer her dowry to, this time with more anachronisms. 4/10

The Other Side of the Door: Nothing is more exciting than passion in romance! It's so rare in the world of arranged marriage. I can't help but wonder if these two are in different social classes and thus the secrecy of throwing pebbles🤭 juicy! 6/10 for all the talks about phones and photographs

Today was a Fairytale: fairy tail? 👀 fairy as in the french word for fae as in A MAGICAL BEING??? "Time slowed down whenever you're around" ‼️ the ability to control the flow of time? "Can you feel this magic in the air. It must have been the way you kissed me" 🔪 THAT'S IT. LET'S GET EM BOYS. 0/10 (you have been burned at the stake for witchcraft)

You All Over Me: Did you say God? Medieval songs LOVE talking about God!! This song seems to be asking for penance. Some of the song is a little confusing but good job being devout! 9/10

Mr. Perfectly Fine: mister as in master, right? Is this song about a master (craftsman) leaving his betrothed? The grammar here is pretty confusing so 2/10

We Were Happy: HE WAS OFFERING LAND AND YOU HAD TO LEAVE HIM? You didn't have choices? Who had a larger dowry and best you to him? 😭 9/10

That's When: oh medieval songs love repetitive choruses and the words "that's when" really delivered! 9/10 because this would raise 0 red flags but also barely makes sense in modern English let alone medieval

Don't You: this album is full of unrequited love. I can imagine walking into the market place and seeing the peasant from two properties over with the woman he ended up choosing. Then he DARES to ask how you are? I don't like it. This is too much. 3/10

Bye Bye Baby: this is DEFINITELY a divorce song. I mean... a traditional couple meets at their wedding and these two used to share a bed so.... The sadness of the singer leads me to question the cause of divorce. Did he commit a crime? Were they spiritually related? Did he have relations with another woman? I have more questions than answers. 2/10

[screamingfrenchfries]

me gushing about each track of hawaii part ii as someone who doesn't know shit about the lore for the 12th anniversary bc im lonely and have no one else to rant to about this truly wonderful experience of an album

(i have two finals due tonight that are nowhere near close to done wth am i doing ???!??!)

I want to preface this “review” with the fact that this entire album has a literal 118% score based on how I was rating each song. yes i was giving bonus points, but how could i not?! (this wont be going over my actual scores of each track though btw. if u ARE interested in hearing the numbers, send me an ask, lmk!)

starting off with introduction to the snow. a beautiful track, of course. i’m a little more than obsessed with the vocal effects that give it that old-timey feel. the visuals in the entire album are strong, but especially so with this one for some reason. and of course there’s that seamless transition into the next track that i absolutely adore.

isle unto thyself. this track does a wonderful job of sort of introducing you to the album, easing you into the style without making you feel too comfortable. i’m particularly fond of the drums on this track, i can’t explain why. just listen to it. amazing.

black rainbows. im absolutely obsessed with madi diaz’ voice. this track is kinda underrated imo, it just manages to stir such a vivid emotion in me despite the fact that i can’t exactly pinpoint what that emotion is. but that’s exactly what i want from an album, so it’s a win for me.

white ball. god this track. so pretty. so goddamn unsettling. it's the perfect prelude to murders. the mixing on this track (if not the album as a whole) is soo. so perfect. something about it feels like i'm NECK DEEP in this album, and story as a whole. 

murders. extremely good at painting such vivid visuals in my mind, despite not really saying a lot that actually makes sense hahaha,, it's just like, so dreamlike to me. it feels like i'm living through one of those nightmares you have where you recognize that it's just a dream but you can’t get yourself to snap out of it so you just watch in horror as the events unfold in front of you. beautiful vocals as well here.

宇宙ステーションのレベル7, or space station level 7. ABSOLUTELY criminally underrated. and i'm NOT being biased because i love bora no it’s actually insane how much i love this song. there’s just something so perpetually lonely about this song imo that compliments the rest of the album perfectly, not to mention the extremely clever usage of language. i don’t know whose idea it was to write a song in japanese, french, and english, but i love it so much. it almost represents a disconnect between the singer and the listener in a way that further emphasizes the “perpetual loneliness” i mentioned before. GOD it's just so good

the mind electric. fucking hell. this fucking track. changed my life… or at least my perception of music. what can i say about this track that hasn't been said before? well a whole lot actually. this is going to sound a little silly, but i’ve always had a bit of a fixation on backwards music/sounds, but i never really thought of it as an actual tool that could be used in art before, not like this. this song is the singular reason why this album dethroned my number one favorite album ever of EIGHT years. i get CHILLS every time i listen to this song. call me a liar, call me crazy, i don't care, but… i listen to this track all the way through EVERY time. and i have every time since i first heard it. i'm OBSESSED with it, i can’t imagine listening to this song by SKIPPING the first half. i tried it ONCE and i hated it, so i listened to just the backwards part to make it even. not judging those of you who do skip it, that’s just my opinion. i really think it adds so much rhythm to the rest of the track, so taking that part away makes the track feel unusually uneven to me. 

labyrinth. this was the first track off hawaii part ii that i heard outside of the album, and i would've NEVER guessed that it was at all associated with this album when i first listened to it later on. but despite this it somehow still works in my opinion. at its core it's still very much a miracle musical song. the “circles” that the synth does throughout the track is so satisfying. the way it mimics the idea of running in “circles” through a maze. SO SO good. i LOVE little details like that. it absolutely tugs on my music-shaped heartstrings (for lack of a better analogy).

time machine. ohhhh man here's another EXTREMELY underrated track imo. i LOVE this song so much, i think it's the track off hawaii part ii that i listen to the most outside of the album as a whole. it's somehow simultaneously VERY tally hall, but also not at all. i seriously couldn't pick WHICH version of time machine is my favorite, whether that be out of the demos or the time they played it live as tally hall… they EACH have different aspects that i'm absolutely OBSESSED with. but i have to admit that i AM probably biased here because i'm definitely in love with rob cantor’s music XD

stranded lullaby. fuck. another track that absolutely WRECKS me upon every listen. i don’t know how a track can be both calming to me, while also causing a pit to form in my stomach. it's actually so amazing to me how so many tracks off this album can be SO contradictory. but this track especially evokes SUCH contrasting emotions within me. i love it and i hate it and i want to listen to it on repeat until i become sick of it but i don't think i ever will because i haven't gotten sick of it so far and i swear i've heard it probably over a hundred times just in the past 3 months. no joke.

dream sweet in sea major. god. just such a perfect ending to an absolutely perfect album. just calling it an “album” feels degrading, it's truly an experience. and this track really solidifies that for me. not only do we get this absolutely beautiful collection of motifs, but i swear this song latches onto the listener like some sort of leech. and i mean this in the best way possible, leech therapy is a thing… symbiosis?!?! xP ,, anyways, weird analogy, i know, but that's really how this song—this album—feels to me. all the way until the end. it's both slightly humorous, yet gut wrenching to think about, but it truly does feel like this song “ends” multiple times. it’s like it doesn’t really want to leave, even though it knows it must. so we cycle through the “endings”, but when the song actually ends, it gets cut off. it leaves the listener yearning for more, the same yearning that this album experienced throughout the song. this slight characterization of the album that goes through my mind every time i listen to it absolutely haunts me. like. i’ve never been religious but this album makes me feel like i should be. one last thought on this song specifically before i get to my more general opinion on the album as a whole, but i feel like this quote from one of my super early listens of the album sums up my feelings about this song pretty well: “its just sailed you through this story, and  this song brings you back to the dock to let you go. it's so. fitting. stabs me right in the heart. makes me want to keep coming back for more.”

now i know you’re probably thinking “jesus, man, you already wrote so much about this album, how do you even have anything else to say?!” in which yes you’re probably correct, i may just be beating a dead horse at this point, but honestly i don’t even care. this album is SO. GOOD. i could say it again and again and it still wouldn’t even come CLOSE to how much i adore this album. i mentioned it already but i feel the need to mention again that this album literally dethroned my top album ever INSTANTLY! after EIGHT years of that album being on top!!! there aren’t WORDS to describe how much this album means to me as someone who wishes to make my own music someday. i’ve harbored a lot of fear about making music because i’m such a perfectionist, a stickler for details, and truly in everything i do i want to tell a story that people can connect to and enjoy, so this album is just so inspiring to me. the things it does to defy expectations while still keeping some sense of rhythm, a cohesive pattern satisfying to our inherent human needs? it’s absolutely unbelievable how well it succeeds at all of those aspects and more. anyways, i’ll leave it at that because i fear i’ve already written too much. people may start to suspect mental illness of me…

+BONUS!! variations on a cloud :) i don’t know the general consensus on this track, but i adore it just as much as hawaii part ii. i don't know why people want a hawaii part i/iii or whatever when we COULD be asking for more tracks like this one. insanely fun, makes me sob if i think about it too much. the motifs are fun and interesting, although i’m unsure of how it fits… story ?? wise? but i appreciate the cloud theme :) i’ve always had a keen interest in clouds/cloud types since like… elementary school, or whenever u first start learning about cloud types haha. so that's super fun. the mixing goes hard on this track too btw. like how tf did they do that. this track should be completely unlistenable but it goes so hard ????? 

anyways that's it if u made it all the way to the end ty ily :)))

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

It was certainly the longest and the least tethered to reality -- and showed that Trump, an elderly man in decline, is unfit for the presidency.

JILL FILIPOVIC

JUL 19, 2024

I hope that you were not, like me, required to watch Donald Trump’s speech at the Republican National Convention on Thursday night (and into Friday morning), and were instead doing something more enjoyable: Going out with friends, sleeping soundly, driving hot fireplace pokers into your eyes, literally anything. The former president rambled on for more than 90 minutes in a speech that was incoherent, wildly digressive, and often bizarre without being at all entertaining.

Anyone who managed to stay awake for the whole speech could only draw one conclusion: This is not a well man, and this is not a man fit for the presidency.Subscribe

Donald Trump has never been a coherent or linear speaker, and during his 2016 campaign there was much speculation about how mental acuity and cognitive health, not to mention the smattering of personality disorders he appears to live with. But then he won, and he held office for four years, and when he ran again in 2020 his flaws were familiar and so didn’t garner as many headlines — “Donald Trump still an unhinged maniac” wasn’t exactly new, and so it didn’t make the news.

But now we’ve had a four-year-old break from Trumpism, and when the former president reemerged on stage at the RNC, he exhibited all of his previous flaws, plus a marked decline: He was slower, even less coherent, less connected to the crowd, less tethered to reality. It’s hard to overstate just how bad his speech was. If Joe Biden gave a speech that colossally disjointed and tortuously boring, the headlines tomorrow morning would all be about just how severely he has deteriorated — and how Democrats are crazy for running him.

Trump is an elderly man in decline. He has always been a narcissist, the kind of guy who will ramble on and on because no one in his life has ever told him no. Eight years ago he made clear he was living in his own reality, and has long put forward his own facts and his own version of the truth, all of which is pretty well divorced from the reality in which the rest of us live. This in and of itself should be disqualifying. For most Republicans, though, it was not. Eight years ago, Trump was exciting. He stuck it to the establishment. He was actually very funny (I know someone will get mad at me for saying that, but the guy — and especially his crude insults — is not exactly crafting sophisticated comedy, but he is funny). He was, as has been observed many times over, the Id of conservative America, willing to cast “compassionate conservatism” aside for something more muscular and aggressive. He gave an angry, coarse base permission to hate immigrants, hate feminists, hate racial justice activists, hate the coastal elite (except for Trump himself), hate all of the people who don’t look like them or think like them and who had in recent decades challenged their position at the top of the social and economic hierarchies. At the time, this was all very fresh and new. To people like me, it was shocking and appalling. But a lot of American voters do not see the world the way I do.

Those same Americans, though, have heard this song-and-dance before. The same way that Trump’s insanity doesn’t garner headlines because it’s old news, Trump himself may be less magnetic because it’s also familiar — and now aped by so many Republican politicians.

All of this is to say that Trump is far from invincible. He is, by any reasonable measure, a weak candidate. His RNC speech made clear just how weak he is — and how much weaker he has gotten since 2020. And with the right candidate opposing him, Democrats can make clear just how mentally unfit he is to run the country.

Trump is surrounded by yes men in a movement more akin to a cult than anything else. These people will stand by him. They will deny the obvious reality in front of their faces. That can be beneficial: They can flood social media with heavily-edited videos and insist that their invented narrative is the truth; that may persuade some voters.

But Democrats’ broader (although far from universal) refusal to deny the reality in front of them is a strength, too. It means Democrats can pivot and adjust. This, in the worst-case scenario, can result in chaos. But it can also mean getting off of a path that only leads us over an obvious cliff. Elections are not won only by turning out the most engaged and dedicated portion of your base. Right now, I fear that’s what both parties are banking on: Republicans are hoping MAGA loyalists will propel a clearly declining candidate across the finish line, while Democrats are hoping their voters see that the stakes are high enough that they would vote for the corpse of FDR over Donald Trump.

Trump’s biggest fans are also either delusional or dishonest, and I doubt they will admit that his speech was an abject disaster. But the rest of us should say exactly what we see: A man who is simply not cognitively, emotionally, or temperamentally equipped to sit in the Oval Office.

xx Jill

[thearsenalofmegadeth]

Lucretia

Dave Mustaine x Y/N POV story, slightly based off the song. (mature: vulgar language, gore, violence, use of drugs/alcohol(THEY ARE BOTH OF AGE.), talk of death)

Words: 1,369

Y/N’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 2:35AM

It was cold, frigid, brisk as hell, dark, black, eerie… y’know, it was a damn cold, dark and scary night. I mean, I was at least scared, my friend Dave wasn’t at all, well, he was sleeping, but I was still wide awake, we were in his room. I looked at the alarm clock on Dave’s bedside table, dammit, it was past 2AM, I had just realized he had fallen asleep hours ago. Now, it was just me and my own thoughts, just me, until I heard a creak, a very long, loud creak, I jumped at the sound and frantically flicked my eyes around the room, it was almost like someone was walking up the stairs or opening an old door. Whatever it was, it scared me, pretty bad. I was gonna get up but, I couldn’t move, holy shit, I was so scared I couldn’t move! I just sat there until I felt like I wasn’t frozen in my own body, then I got up and went downstairs to investigate.

I opened the door and walked out, quietly shutting it behind me so I didn’t wake up Dave. There was a chill running down my spine, but I was brave, I was no pussy and ghosts are NOT real. Like seriously, who believes that-... what was that. I had heard another creak, this time it sounded closer to me, but it still scared me just as bad as the first time. I cleared my throat, 

“Hello..? Is anyone there?”

God I sounded crazy, but if there is someone there, then they better reveal themselves because I was freaked out, really freaked out. I made my way to the kitchen, getting myself a glass of water before heading back up to Dave’s room, the stairs being squeaky were not helping how scared I was though. I walked into Dave’s room and sat on the floor by the bed, Dave was still sound asleep. Like, dead asleep. Until he wasn’t. He groaned and looked at me, 

“What’re you still doing up, man, it’s almost 3AM.”

Dave’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 2:50AM

I had just woken up again, I think I could have fallen asleep at around… 10PM? Not too sure, but I woke up. Y/N was sitting next to the bed, they looked scared though, I dunno what they were scared about but hey, at least I wasn’t. Then there… I-... was that a creak? What was that? Holy shit, now I know. I sprung up and went over to the door, opening it and looking down the hallway, there was nothing, no one coming up the stairs, no one walking in the halls, nothing. Y/N was staring at me like I was insane, 

“What?”

I said, they just continued looking at me the same way, I just shrugged it off and went downstairs. I walked into the living room and it felt strangely cold. I checked the windows, none of them were open. It was just really cold. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, I then turned around and looked back and forth, left and right, there was… nothing..? What was that then, a ghost? Unlike my friend, Y/N, I was a strong believer of the supernatural. I was scared, not as scared as they looked though, not at all. I ran back upstairs and opened the door to my room, walking in and looking at them.

 “I get why you’re scared now, there’s gotta be something downstairs, it was cold and something touched my shoulder. I dunno man.” 

I sounded insane, literally. They cleared their throat 

“Where..?”

I inhaled,

“The living room.”

Y/N got up and took my hand, pulling me downstairs. I almost fell down the stairs twice, but as soon as we got downstairs, they took me to the living room. 

Y/N’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 3:05AM

I led Dave into the living room, it was cold, he was right, but I didn’t believe that something touched his shoulder. Not at all. I didn’t believe it unless I saw it. 

“You’re right, it is cold.”

Dave looked at me like I was a total dumbass.

“Well no shit.”

I sat on the couch while Dave just stood there, looking around the room then back at me, then around the room again. Then there was another creak. Dave and I made eye contact, but there was a darkness in his eyes, like something was trying to quite literally steal his soul. They were already brown but they looked almost black. Then Dave jumped.

“I felt something again, I feel like something’s just fucking with me at this point. If you’re gonna scare me, fucking scare me! If you’re gonna kill me, kill me! Dammit!”

He was. FED. UP. I could tell he was pissed at whatever this thing was. Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked behind me and around the room, nothing but Dave, but he was nowhere close to me.

“I felt i-”

Dave interrupted me.

“I know, you believe me now?”

I shrugged. I really didn’t, but maybe a bit.

“Just a bit.”

Dave’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 3:15AM

I interrupted them, expecting them to at least believe me a bit, which they did. I left the room and slipped into the kitchen. I looked on top of the cupboard and grabbed a bottle of Jack, pouring myself a shot so I could calm down. I groaned, it burned a lot more going down than usual. I was loathing myself a bit, then Y/N walked in.

“Really, you’re drinking?”

I blinked and looked at them. “Yes, and?”

Y/N looked disappointed in me, 100%, but did I care, no. I lit a cigarette and looked at my hands, I was still shaking and I was scared, pretty scared. 

“I thought you were sober, like fully sober.”

When did I ever say that, I can’t recall.

“No..?”

They shrugged and stole the bottle from me, I almost took it back and smashed it on their head but I stopped myself, quickly. I didn’t wanna have to clean it all up and shit y’know. We were just hanging out then all of a sudden, there was this loud, LOUD, bang, then the room went cold, so cold. I inhaled and somehow sputtered out.

“I-I… what was that.”

They looked at me and shrugged, obviously clueless. Y/N basically had zero idea of what was going on, I wasn’t oblivious or anything but I at least had an idea of what was happening. Y/N’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 3:45AM I looked at the clock on the oven, it had been around an hour since this all started. I wasn’t really scared anymore, I was genuinely just confused, really confused, I looked around and then looked out the window. There was someone on our back porch, looking like it wanted inside, I pointed outside then all of a sudden, glass SHATTERED. The person was inside and obviously hungry for blood.

“Dave… DAVE.”

Dave spun around and looked at the unexpected intruder, grabbing the bottle out of my hand and smashing it over its head. Glass flew everywhere as I ducked away, just watching them. They fought, then the person punched Dave in the face, over, and over, and over until Dave gave up and passed out, I was freaked out, watching the person run out of the house.

“I-I… Dave?”

I went over to him and shook his body, scared shitless. Was he okay? Who was this unknown person? Why did they go for Dave and not me? I didn’t know, at all. I shook him more, then he eventually woke up. Dave’s POV: October 26th, 1989, 4:20AM I was breathing heavily, feeling something warm run down my throat, assuming it was blood, I sat up and leaned against the cabinets.

“Holy fuck..”

I panted out, shaking a shit ton as Y/N sat next to me.

“You okay?”

They said as they handed me a kitchen towel for my nose, I held it against my nose and mumbled.

“I guess so…”

[heartsoulrocknroll]

Piano Man Ranked

This was so hard for me, because I love every song on this album. These rankings are based primarily on the album versions, but if I was unsure, the position was ultimately determined by my favorite live version. I firmly believe that you can't truly appreciate how great the songs on this album are without hearing them played live by the 1976-1982 Billy Joel band.

1) The Ballad of Billy the Kid

I am so obsessed with this song. I think it's one of the greatest songs Billy has ever written, from the excellent instrumentation and arrangement to the fanastic storytelling lyrics. I love the album recording. The clip-clop of the horse hooves. The campfire harmonica. But the back and forth between the band (especially when the strings come in) and those ICONIC piano riffs does something to my brain. I freak out every time I hear it even though I've heard it repeatedly for 12 years. And the piano work throughout the entire song is just phenomenal. The live versions obviously don't have the strings, but the post-1975 live versions with the core Billy Joel band have a whole different energy that make the strings unnecessary. I have to mention the 1976 University of Connecticut live performance of this song, because that particular combination of Billy's vocals, Billy's kickass piano playing, and the band's pure energy literally makes me the audibly-yellin', hand-wavin', object-throwin' kind of insane.

2) Somewhere Along the Line

This song reminds me a bit of James Taylor in parts, but then those big backing vocals and piano riffs come in and take the song in another direction. The melody is great, the lyrics are some of the best on the album, and Billy just goes nuts on the piano, especially on the break after the third verse, during the fourth verse, and on the break that closes the song. I love the album recording, but this is another song that really comes to life in the live setting with the slightly higher tempo, the more prominent guitar riffs, Liberty on the drums, and Billy singing and playing like the world-class singer and piano player that he is.

3) Worse Comes to Worst

This song rocks so hard and blends so many musical styles. The signature guitar riff is super funky. The pedal steel guitar makes another appearance for more country undertones. The background vocals provide a gospel flavor, while the steel drums come in later on for a bit of a Caribbean feel. But even still, this remains distinctly a rock 'n' roll song. The album version is great for the aforementioned reasons, but the live versions rock so much harder. I love the 1977 CW Post live version more than life itself. I know I never shut up about it, but my god, Liberty's drumming adds so much drive to these early songs, and Billy sings the hell out of this song live.

4) Travelin' Prayer

I love absolutely everything about this song. The brushes on the drums, the bass, the opening piano, the banjo, the fiddle, the lyrics, Billy's vocal, the psychotic tempo. This is just a fantastic country/bluegrass song that takes what is great about those genres and improves it with the incorporation of Billy's brilliant piano breaks, especially the piano solo during the first instrumental break, which just rocks. This song doesn't have as strong of a country feel without the banjo and fiddle, but the live performances with Liberty's energetic drums, Richie's sax additions, Doug's driving bass, and Billy's piano improvs are incredible in an entirely different way.

5) Ain't No Crime

The soulful, gospelly vibes of this song really do it for me. I LOVE the use of the organ, and the piano riffs slap so hard it ain't funny. This is another song that needs to be heard live to be truly appreciated, with Liberty on the drums and Richie adding some sax. Billy goes crazy on the piano and does such a fantastic, soulful vocal on this song live.

6) Captain Jack

This is just an epic song. Billy's piano parts in the intro and the verses are beautifully done. The combination of Billy's organ and that legendary guitar riff in the chorus is so dramatic and really gives the song its epic feel. The lyrics are a great commentary on how people can have everything and still be overcome by the aimlessness and hopelessness of life. I like the album version, but this is another song that really takes on a whole new life in the live setting with Billy improvising on the piano and singing so incredibly well, while Liberty adds the dramatic opening cymbals and the ridiculous driving drum transitions from the third and fourth verses into the third and fourth choruses. 😭😭

7) Piano Man

No matter how many times I hear this song, I will never stop loving it. It's popular for a reason: it's great. That iconic opening piano riff gets me every time. The harmonica parts are great. The piano break after the third verse rocks on the album, and rocks even harder live. These are some of the best lyrics on the album. They are excellent, immersive, storytelling lyrics with a great rhyme scheme.

8) If I Only Had the Words (To Tell You)

This is a gorgeous melody with a distinctly beautiful opening piano riff, more beautiful piano work throughout the song, and some nice strings toward the end. This is also one of those songs that really makes me go, "Damn, that guy can sing." I am a freak about singing, and there is a live version of this (supposedly from Carnegie Hall in 1974) in which Billy gives a vocal performance that brings me to tears if I focus on it too hard. Billy may not like the sound of his own voice, but I'd give anything to sing like that.

9) You're My Home

This is a great, country-sounding song. It's one of those classic, beautiful Billy Joel melodies. The album version isn't very piano-heavy, but there are a few nice piano bits in there. And the instrumentation is great nonethless, from the finger picking on the acoustic guitar to the pedal steel guitar. Billy's vocal here is really beautiful as well.

10) Stop in Nevada

This is a beautiful song with a great melody and a great build from the quiet piano and pedal steel in the verses to the big, full choruses with the backing choir and the strings

[arillusionist]

sc2w live reaction because i havent done one of these for anything in a while now (i seriously regret not doing it for access all areas) and i forgot that tumblr is the place where i can dump my long ass thoughts without anyone reading it or judging me <3 so here we go!!:

miss possessive: ooh im so excited for this one heheh. THE CHORUS HELLO OH SHE IS TAKING ITTT. 10/10 intro makes me so excited for whats to come

2 hands: oh we know this diva yup 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ this song is so good when there isnt some random mf in your ear telling you its bad

and now i already have to take a break because apparently shes performing somewhere and theres a live.

omg shes playing dear god. its okay i dont mind being spoiled she posted so many snippets of it anyway

OH GOD SHES PLAYING REVOLVING DOOR I CLAIMED THIS TRACK SO IT BETTER BE GOOD!!! based off the snippets it probably will be incredible i cant waitttt. EEEEE I LOVE THIS IT NEEDS TO BE LONGER!! OH TATE WTF THAT BRIDGE EXCUSE MEEEEEE

ooh shes doing bloodonmyhands is she performing the whole album tf 😭😭 ykw i'll stay around anyway. AND YET ANOTHER BOP SHE TAKES IT AGAIN IKTR

okay shes doing another new track (greenlight) but once again i will stay!! also shes so cute. okokayyyy wait greenlight unexpectedly might be one of my favorites??? its so good????? im going insane

shes doing you broke me first so i'll stay but the next time she does a new track ima go back to the album. UNLESS its i know love and she brings laroi it (hes there!!) because obviously i gotta see them perform together

2 HANDS TIME!!!! also my live is lagging a lot it keeps speeding up and slowing down??? and the volume keeps going up and down??? help me. dude this live version is so good can she release it (ik she wont but shhhh)

i feel like shes gonna do its ok im ok as the last song 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ah nvm shes doing greedy of course i shouldve known. omg tate eating with the live version again.

THE REVOLVING DOOR VIDEO IS OUT I JUST SAW SOMEBODY SAY IT IN THE CHAT?/? LEMME RUN OVER TO IT OMG. she just said she was gonna play it here but that live is too laggy ima go to yt. OH MOTHER HELLO.//??//// THOSE MPVES?????? i know i already said it but i love the bridge/outro so muchhhhhh god

okok back to the album

revolving door: so i really dont need a reaction for this considering i just listened to it twice. but wait have i mentioned how much i love the bridge!!!! also i feel like this song has a double meaning outside of the obvious one about her being overworked (she literally released an album, did a world tour, and shes released another new album almost right away) but maybe im reaching !

dear god: already love this one of course <3333 i just know its gonna be very up there on my ranking. also random but i dont get why verse 2 is so short it doesnt make sense to me but oh well

purple lace bra: IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS ONE TEWWW IM GLAD SHE DIDNT PLAY IT IN THE EVENT >o< OH THE INTRO IM ALREADY SO SAT 😍😍i just know people are going to misinterpret this song so bad like theyre doing to 15 minutes by sabrina. which just further proves their point that people just reduce young women in the industry to just their sexualness

sports car: MY FAVV YEAHHH (out of the 3 singles) !!! yeah you know what this is i think you know what this is i think you wanna uh yeah you aint got no mrs oh but u got a spprts car we can uh uh in it while you drive it real farrrrr yeah you know what this is!!

signs: oh this one is a total banger ive heard eeeeeee 😍😍OH AND THEY WERE RIGHTTTT1!1! THE DROP AT THE ENDING WOWOWW IM OBSESSED

i know love: YESSS THIS ONE I KNOW LOVE WHAT IT IS WHAT IT IS I KNOW LOVE!! oh em gee laroi is eating in his verse i hope hes on the rest of the song too I KNOW LOVEEE I KNOW LOVE . help omg im crying not him calling her his best friend on his insta post .. too unserious

like i do: why have i seen NOBODY talking about this. this is insanely good what the hell i think might be one of my favorites???? idk what to call the voice shes using but i love it oh my god. SAY YOU WANNA KNOW ME YOU DONT WANNA KNOW ME YOU JUST DO WHAT I DOOOO

its ok im ok: we know this one too yesyesyessss 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽im still surprised she didnt play it on the live but she played 2 hands ( good tho the world needs to realize that 2 hands is good, everyone paid it dust and for What)

no im not in love: OOOOH okay first of all the production on this one is eating 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ dude i thought this one was gonna be a slow one but i am pleasantly surprised!!!! just bop after bop after bop how does she not get TIRED jesus

means i care: im exciteddd for this one cuz i heard a lot about it and also i saw some of the lyrics earlier today and i love them .o. okayokay i love the verses but theres something off on the chorus that i cant put my finger on. i like it but i fear this one will have to grow on me a bit (watch it end up being one of my favorites lmao0

greenlight: YESSS LOVED IT ON THE LIVE so lets see if its still one of my favorites!!!! omg its still hitting as hard as the first time . i think this might be my favorite of her slower/sadder songs aughhhh its tew good

nostalgia: okay i had to pause before this one because i am TERRIFIED for it. ive seen like a gazillion people say that it made them sob and judging by what she said on the interview?? and the small snippet she shared??? i fear its going to rip my heart out and shred it to pieces. okay jesus i think i was a bit dramatic BUT nonetheless i literally could relate to every second of that it literally sums up so much of what ive been feeling lately. and i guarantee you im gonna listen to it at the wrong time some day and its gonna give me another existential crisis. anyways what a perfect ending i love you tateeeee !!!!!!!!

AUGHHH OKAY SO!!!! first listen around my favorites are miss posessive, revolving door, dear god, purple lace bra, still sports car, like i do, and greenlight. however this will probably change after i listen a million more times 🥰🥰 but first i gotta listen to saya gray's new album.

thank you empty void for letting me scream into uuuuu

[theghostpinesmusic]

In my experience, jam bands play a lot of festival sets, but those sets are often a bit weird for jam bands to play. This isn't just a Goose thing, but something I've noticed with multiple other bands I know and love as well. In short, oftentimes festival sets can be sort of disappointing for maniacally insane fans like myself because they tend to be 1) shorter on long-form improv, and 2) focused on whatever the band thinks of as their "hits," which are usually the exact songs longtime fans don't necessarily want to hear for the four-thousandth time.

And, sure, I get it: doing both of those things are sort of the point for an up-and-coming band wanting to entertain a festival audience who might not be particularly interested in them before just happening to wander over the stage randomly while looking for something to do, and you're more likely to convert a new fan with a few short, catchy tunes than a twenty-five minute space jam.

It's kind of an "It is what it is" situation, really. If you're a hardcore fan, it's pretty unlikely that you're going to hear something that totally blows your mind at a Phish, Goose, Billy Strings, etc. festival performance. The only consistent exception I've found to this in my years of listening is JRAD, who always play some of their best shows of the year at weird, mid-tier festivals you've never heard of and every once in awhile take a few hours of our their lives to burn Bonnaroo to the ground.

But I digress.

Goose played the Northlands Music and Arts Festival on 6/14/24, and actually played a show that, as far as I'm concerned, sits a bit above the bar for quality set by the band's June '24 tour overall. In particular, the "Jive Lee" that closes the first set is phenomenal, but that's some other stuff worth listening to as well.

Most of the rest of the first set is pretty straightforward, but the "Earthling Or Alien?" the band played in the second song slot is definitely worth a listen. It gets grungier and louder than most versions of this tune, and features some legitimate 2024-style jamming in spite of being the second song of the show.

So many second sets have been essentially flawless hour-plus suites of music that I've lost count, but this one should be included on that list. There's a perfectly-placed "S.O.S." > "(dawn)" opener, a fantastically funky "Thatch" jam that eventually moves to a jam based around Peter's arpeggiator, one of my favorite (if not my absolute favorite) take on "Wysteria Lane" from 2024, and then a fun cover of The Who's "Eminence Front" into "Feel It Now" and, finally, "Animal" to close out the show.

Shit.

If I had my druthers (what the hell are "druthers"? I don't even know.), I might choose to focus on the "Wysteria" from this show, but I also love the "Jive Lee" as it's a great example of a kind of jamming the band has been doing more and more since Cotter joined that in my own head canon at least I think of as "Egyptology." We'll get there and (maybe) you'll see.

One thing that's fun about "Jive Lee," as the third part of the "Jive Trilogy" (the creatively-named "Jive I" and "Jive II" being the others) is that it's based on the same music motif as the others, but will often only briefly introduce that motif at the song's beginning before veering into improvisation. Especially lately, the band seems to really enjoy literally only playing the motif for something like ten or twenty seconds before veering into weird Type 2 territory.

This version of the song is like that.

They make it about fourteen entire seconds in before giving up on the song's intro, though to be fair the initial jam here is still based around that melody.

Personally, I feel like when Peter starts up a synth drone this early in a jam, it's destined to be good.

For the first minute or so, the whole band lays down a pretty straightforward (if super groovy) funk workout, until around 1:30 Rick starts chording a bit more intentionally. This leads to some awesome back-and-forth between him and Peter on the clavinet. The clav gets super reverb-y, and...yeah. This is pretty immediately great stuff.

It's a bit hard to hear Trevor over the clav here, but he's doing some great stuff as well.

Despite seeming at a few points like it would be impossible for this jam to gain more momentum, it continues to do so for the next few minutes. By 4:15 I'm starting to wonder if the groove has started disintegrating random people in the crowd.

Then, at 4:38, there's a smooth move out of the funk jam and into something that is no less driving, but feels a bit more rock and roll. With Peter off the super-overdriven clav, the drums and bass come to dominate a bit more of the soundscape at this point, though Rick also cranks his guitar into Angry Mode. Everybody's adding some nice flourishes here, but for the next few minutes it's the Rick Show as the band builds momentum and energy.

Then, suddenly, at 7:15, Rick moves into a minor key and we get to the really fun part of this version. In response to the key change, the rest of the band pulls back a bit at 7:22 to make room for new ideas to emerge. Peter goes back to the overdriven clav, but instead of conjuring funk, he conjures EVIL. The synth drone continues in the background. If you're wandering in the fields at Northlands, you begin to wonder what you've just walked into.

At 8:45, the Egyptology jam begins in earnest. Bass, guitar, and keyboards bark out staccato notes, and drums roll out the rhythm darkly. Anubis smiles upon the proceedings.

At around 9:15, Trevor makes an adjustment to his rig, and suddenly it feels like everything else is happening in response to the simple but mesmerizing bassline he's dropping. Between the nine and eleven minute marks, there's a great example of Rick playing a sort of middle role in the jam, not laying completely back into rhythm or textural mode, but playing melody in a way that doesn't take control but just contributes to the overall soundscape, while Peter continues to layer wall after wall of sound on top of each other.

There is, somehow, a slow build of energy happening even here, but simultaneously and counterintuitively, the jam also feels loose and chaotic, five players playing separately but in such a way that it comes together to make one whole.

At 12:40, Peter ratchets up the intensity and the volume of the synth drone, and Rick seems to respond but shredding more and more aggressively. You can't hear the drums all that well in this mix (or at least I can't), but it's worth mentioning how well Cotter and Jeff hold down the beat throughout without ever quite landing on anything that sounds entirely full or predictable. It really adds to this jam's chaotic feeling, and I love it.

Actually, having literally just written that, at 13:29, Cotter finally starts playing something a bit more straightforward, which seems to push the jamming out of the Egyptology mode and toward a new space.

Here, initially at least, Peter and Rick seem to enter a bit of a holding pattern while the rhythm section develops some ideas. Before long, Trevor latches on to a new bassline idea, and then Rick starts chording overtop of it. In response, Peter moves to playing a riff a bit lower down on the electric piano that at first makes me think of the band's version of "Sinnerman," but he backs off of that (a bit) and the jam swerves away from full-on darkness toward something a bit lighter and fluffier, albeit with a little tinge of tension still in there.

Things get a little amorphous at 16:30, and shortly thereafter Rick reintroduces the "Jive" riff. Then, Peter (briefly) reintroduces the synth drone before the whole band pushes toward a reprise of sorts of the "Jive Lee" intro.

The last few minutes of the jam, then, is "just" a straightforward shred-fest over the "Jive" chords, but after that totally bonkers excursion into space, you're not going to find my complaining about the band taking a victory lap here. Plus, we get some "Loose Ends" teases from Trevor and a "Hot Tea" tease from Rick in the process, which is fun.

The composed bit of the ending hits at 20:14, and that's it!

Thanks for giving me an excuse to (yet again) revisit one of my favorite "Jive Lee"s ever (so far)!

[rise-my-angel]

I'm going insane rn. I made the mistake of visiting the asoiaf subreddit, I want to bleach my eyes. Why are secret Targ theories everywhere? Why does everyone need to be a Targaryen? Why are some people so convinced that Mance Rayder is actuay Rhaegar? That secret Targ theory, in particular, infuriates me, mainly because not everything has to be about the damn Targaryens, they interpret every single plotline to ever exist in this series to have something to do with the Targs and none of them are spared, appadently- But also because Mance Rayder is much, much more interesting, as a character, than Rhaegar can ever dream of being.

Like, I consider this an insult to the time and effort grrm spent to write about Mance and develop him into a well fleshed out character. He is a brute, tough guy and leader of the Free Folk but he's also a trickster type bard who loves his bawdy songs, He's a Night's Watchman and a Wildling but also neither, Qhorin Halfhand was his enemy but also a dear friend once- All of these show an active effort by the author to create a complex character, to not leave him as a generic cardboard cutout but flesh him out into an actual, believably realistic person, and I find it kinda rude to look at all that effort and artistic intention, and just go 'Actually, no, it's this other guy instead.'

Why take an already interesting character and make him a secret Targ? Is nobody in this universe allowed to be interesting and important without having some sort of connection to that fucking house?

Also, just because they both play music doesn't mean that they're literally the same fucking person, and I can't believe that's a sentence this fandom has made me have to say. I never would have thought I'd have to explain how two people having the same hobby doesn't make them the same people, to whom I assume are grown adults. I'm starting to think these people live in a planet where only a single person is allowed to specialise in a particular field, and the guy who does music is called 'Greg Musicman' or something, and that's what they base these theories off of.

I HATE the "everyone is a secret targ" theories. It's so uncreative and pointless. It's as dumb to me as the "everyone is secretly a faceless man" theory. The whole reason why there are so few Targaryeans left is because the house basically cannibalized itself, leaving how few there are today. There are no secret targs besides Jon, because Jon being a secret Targ is actually extremely relevant to multiple characters major plotlines (Ned for example).

Everyone else being a secret targ is so stupid. HOW ON EARTH WOULD RHAEGAR DISGUISE HIMSELF AS MANCE RAYDER. MANCE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE HIM.

From the wiki for reference:

"Mance is a slender man and of middling height, but broader in the chest and shoulders and taller than Rattleshirt. His long brown hair has gone mostly to gray, and laughter lines appear at the corners of his mouth. Mance has a sharp face with shrewd brown eyes."

"The beautiful Rhaegar had deep purple or indigo colored eyes. He had long, elegant fingers, and was taller than his younger brother, Viserys would be in his adulthood. Rhaegar's hair was similar to the silver-blond of Viserys and their sister Daenerys."

Yeah, I can see how people could possibly mix the two up. Like, Mance is such an interesting character and by making him secretly Rhaegar it just diminishes his interesting backstory. It feels literally like a cheap ploy for theorists to have Rhaegar actually alive to interact with his secret son.

They have this for everyone though. Tyrion is secretly a Targaryean. Melisandre is secretly a Targaryean. Samwell Tarly is a secret Targaryean. Craster is a secret Targaryean. I'VE DEAD ASS HEARD PEOPLE THEORIZE LYANNA STARK WAS A SECRET TARGARYEAN.

It's exhausting these people are so fucking obsessed with this house that everyone has to connect back to it when it literally makes no sense for a single one they;ve ever come up with and a reveal of them being a secret Targaryean would add up to literally no relevance. The entire point of Jons parentage is because he is the one person whose reveal would be impactful. It would effect multiple characters and stories, thats the point. Its so unthinkable to happen, and yet it is the truth Ned Stark hid for Jons entire life to protect him.

To have this be casual for anyone else, means that Ned risked jack shit to protect his son because apparently its easy to hide secret Targaryean lineage.

The brain rot amongst Targ stans is honestly baffling. They are just delusional at this point it feels like. Like, I'm sorry to say this, but...

The Targaryeans aren't actually that interesting in the first place.

[rarepairnation]

i feel like i am going to die. thank you for this it is lighting my brain on fire. this height difference.....girl..........like father like son / like mother-in-law like daughter-in-law, i suppose. only slightly related but finduilas meeting eowyn is just a concept that rotates at low power in my brain. no coherent sentences are present but. its just really good.

finduilas and denethor having music time in their chambers before bed.....i need to go lie face down in the lake. i like to think it was something denethor never neglected, even if he had to then depart back to his duties. perhaps she was more predisposed to singing when she was younger and felt that her illness took that from her, and denethor kind of helped her reclaim it to some extent.

it also makes me think of maglor haunting the shores of middle earth in this context and well i feel a little crazy. do you think sometimes in dol amroth people swear that their lost princess wanders the high towers at night, singing with the voice of a bird. do you think denethor himself had ever heard her sing, and even if he had not, if sometimes he could almost see her walking along the prow, turned to the east, singing with a broken voice. (idk why i'm giving so much bird imagery in connection to her. her and earendil and elwing are maybe getting to me). hmm. sorry about this one. after her death music becomes a rare thing in the house of the steward - faramir plays the harp, perhaps, after his mother's example, but boromir is more inclined to the sorts of songs sung in taverns, and from the steward's rooms there is never song. but he asks pippin to sing for him, when he takes him into his service. perhaps he thinks that at this end of days, he wants this reminder of her.

i love love the idea of their attraction to one another being primarily based on seeing their own strangeness in one another + also just their sheer competence in their respective political domains. not to be ace about it but that taking precedence over physical attraction even when that is still an aspect that is present (or perhaps it being the way in which their relationship started. in a demisexual way even). yeah. also i Will make everything about the insane poly situation that has taken over my brain. denethor 🤝 finduilas 🤝 thorongil: being absolutely bizarrely strange and subsequently really into each other because of it. Yeah...

hhhmmgngngn this is one barrier they can never quite cross...dying again. obviously i knew she was forever drawn back to the sea but i think before it was kind of abstract in my head but the fact that they are literally forever looking both in opposite directions (her to the west towards the sea, him to the east towards mordor) AND that she would yearn for a place where he could never follow...........which neither of them can ever attain but that perhaps she could come closer to.....kind of giving elf/mortal ship lite and i am. aughe. over it. do you think perhaps there is some resentment in denethor, not towards her but towards the whole elven valinor concept - i could see it going either in the direction of 'if anyone deserved that sanctuary it was her' or 'the land that should have been his promised land is now a curse and he can never take her there and so she yearns for something beyond both their reach'

no thoughts head empty for this one regent finduilas only. even in an informal/private way...the image of her on the steward's chair lives permanently in my head but in the case of a gondor that would not accept that i still think. just him deferring to her in private upon the basis of the parts of the political sphere where he knows he is flawed. and she is the only one he would take that from too. (and...after she's gone.....him having hardly anyone he would trust to receive criticism from and it resulting in him kind of. excising his own perception of his own flaws). it's just such an excellent aspect of their relationship that is easy to overlook bc her gentleness is put more forwards in the text.

ack. ACK! is it because he reminds her of arwen or because he sees her fate written before him as if in the very stone under her feet or a little bit of both or. man. that is literally so........thorongil is a guy who WILL kind of unintentionally freak out both of them isn't he. just the concept that to thorongil she is almost already gone and to denethor she is the realest person he has ever had because he cannot bear anything else. what do you even do if you're her. i don't know.

i'm still turning over my reply to your reply to my post re: your finduilas ask (normal sentences) in my head but while that's marinating i am just dropping by to say that its really funny how i said i hadn't thought enough about here and then she refused to vacate my mind for a week straight after that. self fulfilling prophecy. if you have any spare finduilas thoughts (involving denethor or thorongil or both or neither im not picky) laying around i am all ears.

Hmm, more Finduilas thoughts…

She’s a Dúnedain woman, so she’s tall, though you wouldn’t know it standing next to Denethor or Thorongil, maybe about 5'10" to their 6’6”+.

Her singing voice isn’t the best, her illness has damaged her vocal cords, but she can play the harp and several other instruments while Denethor sings, usually in Sindarin or Andunaic.

Growing up she loved the tale of Earendil and Elwing, and it was from this (and her love of the sea) that she took the name Faramir, after one of Earendil’s companions.

She was physically attracted to Denethor, as much as a Dúnedan can be. He was tall, raven haired and beautiful. But they were drawn together far more by their strangeness however, a shared recognition that they are alike because of how unalike they were to all others.

Finduilas is very elvish, she looks west more towards Valinor than Denethor’s visions of Númenor, the sea offers escape rather than destruction. This is one barrier they can never quite cross.

She’s very good with people, PR, image and diplomacy. She’s not afraid to tell Denethor when he has screwed up and needs to have more tact.

She’s quite fond of Thorongil, and like Denethor sees how useful he could be for Gondor, but she always gets the feeling that he looks at her as if she was a ghost.

[nationalharryleague]

One Day

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Genre: Drunk!Harry Fluff!

Word count: 2K

A/N: Hi all! This is some drunk boyfriend harry fluff that I just love sm. It’s based off of “One Day” by Catie Turner (I highly recommend listening to it!!) More of my writing can be found in my masterlist and I would love to hear what you think in my ask! Thank you so much for reading! 

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Harry was the life of the party when he wanted to be. He knew how to let loose, with a tequila on the rocks in one hand and a beer in the other, ready to party until he (literally) dropped. He always ended up on some sort of elevated surface like a teenage girl, usually a kitchen island or an absurdly expensive coffee table, singing along to whatever music was playing, magically knowing every word to whatever came over the speakers. Sometimes he would get lost in the winding corridors of the massive mansions his friends lived in, taking a wrong turn in his enhibrated state and ending up somewhere he definitely wasn’t supposed to be. There was also one time he jumped off a (thankfully low) roof into the swimming pool below.

But usually, he was calm, cool, and collected; gently sipping on a single drink he would nurse for most of the night. The two of you liked to sit and watch during these parties, his hand settling securely on your waist, keeping you close to him and away from the chaos that unfolded before you. You would curl up on a couch somewhere and just watch it all play out like it was an observational study, often giving commentary and ranking people and their drunk dancing out of 10.

“I feel like we're the mean girls in the corner of the cafeteria who just sit and silently judge everyone around them,” you would giggle, nuzzling yourself further into his side.

“That’s because we are the mean girls in the corner judging everyone around them, sweetheart” he would reply, in a slightly buzzed drawl.

But tonight was not one of those nights. And Harry had ended up standing on top of the dining room table scream-singing ABBA at the top of his lungs.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his dramatic and messy performance. His limbs flailed freely as he wiggled his hips along to the beat of Dancing Queen, singing into a small statue of a naked woman he had picked up off an end table that you assumed to be very, very expensive, like it was a microphone. He wore a pair of high rise denim flares that swayed along with his movements to the music and his white “Women are Smarter'' shirt was now stuck to his body with sweat, just see through enough for his butterfly to make an appearance.

He only came down after a green malaise began to settle over his features, skin slightly clammy and a bit pale. You extended a hand, helping his loopy body down off the table and letting him settle into your side for support once he was on solid ground again. “Let’s head to the bathroom, H,” you said gently, trying to settle the panic that was beginning to crawl into his eyes. “I’ll take care of you.”

Once he got to the beautifully large and extravagant bathroom, he crawled into a small, or as small as the large man could make himself, ball and rested his hot clammy cheeks against the cool marble of the floor. “May have overdone it,” he grumbled from his spot on the floor, holding on for dear life as you were sure the room was spinning for him.

“Ya think?” you teased, immediately feeling a pang of guilt when you were met with a pathetically needy face from him in return. “Oh baby, it’s okay.” You carefully dug through the cabinets, knowing there had to be washcloths somewhere in the lavish room, and once you found one you dampened it with cold water. Settling down on the tile next to him, you pulled him and his sweaty curls on to your lap, wiping the layer of sweat delicately from his skin and then resting the cold cloth on his forehead.

You two stayed in this position for a while, carefully rubbing his back in an effort to sooth the large man and trying to ignore the loud music that was still shaking the house around you. He looked small like this, no longer your giant protector, but like a younger version of himself who just needed someone to take care of him. You were happy to be that person, as he always was for you.

This was the first time you had ever seen him like this. He always managed to know his limits, but tonight he just went off the deep end. He had been working like a dog, constantly in and out of the studio, frustrated that none of the songs he was writing were up to his astronomically high standards for himself. It wasn’t too shocking that he was trying to escape that stress.

Gradually, as he laid on the floor and you held him close, the color came back into his cheeks and he stopped holding onto your legs like the room was about to take flight. When you sat him up against the wall, he was still a bit wobbly, but no longer looked like he was about to unload his stomach contents all over the room.

“How are you feeling now, H?” you asked softly, scanning his face for discomfort or distress as you dabbed the washcloth over his skin.

“’m okay,” he hiccuped back, “jus’ needed a cuddle.” He got exceptionally British when he got this drunk, his accent coming out in a barely distinguishable garble of tall vowels and dropped consonants, his tongue heavy in his mouth.

His eyes fluttered open and closed without rhythm as he looked at you, his light green eyes glazed over with a glassy shine, and his mouth hung open slightly, like he didn’t have the coordination to close it. His pink cheeks were flushed and his skin had a sweaty sheen. His head had rolled off too one side and rested on his shoulder, like his neck had given up on holding his head up, and his arms fell heavy at his sides.

You should have been at least slightly annoyed with him for acting like a college kid, drinking until he made himself sick. His behavior and subsequent need for you to take care of him should have gotten under your skin and caused a bit of anger to bubble up into your chest. But it didn’t. You were just taking care of your man.

“Do you still feel nauseous?”

“‘m a-ok, babay” he said, making himself giggle with his rhyme. His lips lazily curled up into a smile and he dragged a lazy arm up to give the “OK” symbol with his uncoordinated fingers, before the heavy limb dropped back down to the tile beneath him.

“Okay, funny man,” you began sarcastically, planning on instructing to drink the glass of water you had retrieved on your way up to the bathroom, when he cut you off.

“I am pretty funny, aren’t I?” you rolled your eyes but couldn’t hold back the loud belly laugh that fell past your lips. He took the glass from you and began to sip, a proud smirk never leaving his lips as he looked at you.

“You were a comedian in a past life.”

“I agree.”

You two were quiet for a bit, Harry drinking something other than tequila for the first time the entire night, and you just admiring him in silence. You let your hand crawl into his, interlocking your fingers together before bringing it up to your lips and pressing small kisses to each of his knuckles. It wasn’t long before his glass of water was finished and he crawled back into your arms, his back pressing to your chest with your arms wrapped securely around his shoulders. Your fingers ran through his still damp curls, initially just to push them up and away from his forehead and eyes, but continued when you heard the little happy mewls coming from him.

“Ya take such good care of me,” he said sloppily with a gentle tone, breaking through the bubble of silence you two had created together.

“I always will.” You pressed a gentle kiss to his salty forehead and settled back onto the hard wall behind you.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hadn’t been together for long, with saying the “L” word still being pretty new, and still slightly foreign, to both of you. But you meant it when you said it, you loved him, and your body always filled with a blushing warmth when he said he loved you too.

You had met through work when you interviewed him for the magazine you worked at. From the moment you saw those dimples in real life, you were weak in the knees and enamored with him. You hadn’t been trying to flirt, it just happened. And before he left the office, you had a date planned for that Friday. That was 6 months ago now and they had been some of the happiest of your life.

“Will you marry me?”

The question left his lips in his absurdly difficult to understand drawl and it took you a moment to process what he said, but when you did your heart stopped.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to marry him, because you did, but not now.

It was too soon. There was still too much for you to do together, too much still to learn about him, and too much for him to learn about you. You hadn’t even had a serious fight yet; you didn’t know how he dealt with conflict or how you would react to it. You didn’t live together; you didn’t know how your living habits would match up or if they would drive each other insane. You didn’t know how you would deal with him touring being away for so long.

There was just too much you didn't know.

“I will someday.” You spoke gently, trying hard not to hurt his currently fragile feelings. You were now holding his face tenderly, like if you held him steady and close, you could lessen the blow.

“So, no?” he looked up at you with his big puppy dog eyes, feeling guilt punch you in the gut.

“For now. Everything is just going so well right now, we don’t have to mess with it.”

“Jus’ wanna be with you forever,” he said softly and your heart began to melt. He was such a soft person, who felt everything so deeply and with so much emotion. He was a sap, and you loved him for it. You pulled him closer to your chest, pressing soft kisses to his temple.

“And you will be,” you breathed. “Forever will still be there down the line.”

“Why not now?” His lips held an adorable pout and you couldn’t stop yourself from pressing a kiss to them. He tasted awful, like tequila and sweat, but the kiss was loving and sweet as you tried to pour all your love for him into it.

“Because we still have to grow,” you watched the end of his mouth tick up, sure to make some sort of smartass comment about you both being grown already. “We have to grow together,” you finished.

“I guess so,” he mused softly.

“I promise that I will say ‘yes’ when we are ready someday.”

“Someday,” he repeated softly, feeling the words on his own lips. “I’m going to keep asking, ya know?” he smirked up at you, his smile and joking tone signalling that you hadn’t broken his heart, just bruised his ego a bit.

“That’s perfectly okay,” you sighed, a contagious smile finding its way to your own lips. “I’m going to keep saying ‘no’ until we’re ready, ya know?” you teased, using his own words against him.

“One day, I’ll make an honest woman outta ya when you let me.”

“One day.”

Thank you reading!! Reblogs/feedback mean the world!! 

[amairainherlilbubble]

Minnie-Gukkie💜❤️

Confession time

I don't know if anyone would really read this, but I just want to take this out of my chest. But if you are not jikook supporter then please please don't read further.

This blog initially was supposed to be a jikook blog. I wanted to talk about only jikook and wanted to share my perspective. I really really wanted to write about jikook somewhere. But I was hesitant because neither I know them personally nor do they know my existence. So I didn't want to cross my limit. Aaaggghh.....after yesterday's VMinKook Vlive, I had this strange urge to pour my heart out here.

Ok. Like I have always said I'm a huge admirer of Jimin. I admire this guy a lot. And you being a Jimin fan and not noticing his unconditional love and attention towards BTS maknae is like NOT TODAY. We all know, Jimin cares, supports and loves all his members but when it comes to Jungkook, it's just a level-up and he is very vocal about it since the debut days. And yes, everyone has soft corner for the maknae but what Jimin has got for Jungkook is so so so consistent and persistent.

I know few people say Jimin is clingy, he's a natural flirt, he's Libra, he's king of fanservice, etc etc when it comes to Jikook interactions. I don't really think Jimin is flirt and I don't think whatever he does with Jungkook is mere fanservice. I firmly believe, their bond and relationship is beyond all this.

Here in this post, I'm not going to speak about Jungkook at all. All I want to speak is about Jimin. I don't know if they are dating or not and I seriously don't want to bring up that topic. But I think Jimin really really loves Jungkook the most. Why? Because it's very obvious.

That boy, wake him up in the midnight and ask him anything, literally anything, he'll still manage to bring Jungkook's name. Just imagine, how much close of relationship he shares with Jungkook that he manages to relate everything with him. I sometimes feel, he wants everyone to know how much time they both spend with each other.

Coming to yesterday's vlive which made me think a lot of things.

Call me delulu, call me insane, call me crazy woman, I don't give shit but this is what I feel.

Jimin went to V's room because he knew his soulmate would be feeling lonely. And we all know, V had asked for Jungkook. Well I don't really read too much into this because it would eventually become vminkook live even if V had asked for Jimin instead Jungkook based on the past events. (If you know, you know *wink*)

The series of events made me think that Jimin desperately wants to say something to us, ARMY, shippers. Else why would he even say those things in the name of TMI?? Like seriously, Jimin, you could have just said, you have been working out everyday since the day you came to America, why to drag Jungkook in that TMI. But no, he just wanted to say everyone including jikookers, taekookers, and other shippers that he has been working out with JUNGKOOK. And the next TMI that he said out of no where which was not even necessary because he had already answered for his TMI saying he had no jetlag then why tell V and everyone that Jungkook checks on him 3 times a day, comes to his room out of no where. Jungkook crashing others room is not a new thing because he has done it many times and his hyungs have complained about it given the context. But yesterday it was not really necessary, still he had this urge to share with everyone. He also wanted people to know that they shared chicken together after concert.

Jimin and Jungkook are two people yet they seem like one whole unit.

I don't know if I was reading too much or what but when V said "I heard Jungkook-shi that you are working on Christmas song", (don't know if it was true or not) to which Jungkook said, "yes, but how did you know about that?", And Jimin was like why am I the last person to know?? That was hilarious and he wasn't acting or going with flow. That seemed genuine. Even when, V said jungkook and he are working on a Christmas song, he was like I don't know what are these people talking about and that look he gave to jungkook was funny and cute 😂. For a matter of fact, I know they maybe not working on anything together, if that was so then they would have not revealed that just like that.

I just don't know anymore, everytime I try to think, yes this is it, there is nothing more than friendship between these two, they come up with something which makes me go like what the hell??

Jungkook is definitely Jimin's home. If not couple, atleast they are each other diaries, you know that one person/friend, we would want to share everything literally every minute thing at the end of the day. Jimin is way tooooo much comfortable with Jungkook and I can sense. Hell with haters because I don't care.

Thanks for reading💜

[bbbrianjones]

hi !!!!! may i know ur top 5 new wave bands … or 80s bands for that matter <3 its for science

will, you could have anything from me. my oxygen. my address. my social security number. ANYTHING!! i’m not even gonna rank these because imagine trying to rank favourite 80s bands... cute <3

duran duran

i’m literally stating the obvious here but i LOVE duran duran!! i wish i could say that i got into them because i saw pass their pop star images but i’m lying!! they’re all so insanely hot!! but i do think people can’t see pass that image of them on yachts with gorgeous models, to me they are some of the best musicians of the eighties, especially john taylor! i am being so based here but he really does carry all of their best songs with his funky bass lines. nick also does a lot of the work too but looking at youtube comments they always comment on john’s bass playing and it warms my heart like yes!!! that’s my sunshine!!!! play that funky music white boy!!!

the go-go's

my wives!!! my children!!! i think they honestly did so much for music in the eighties, they really did!! i’m not even kidding, can you believe they were they first (and at this point only) all female band who play and write their own music to have a hit album ??? as has this happened! i know their music is pretty shallow but that is the point! they make me so happy and that is the point of their music!! plus, as stated before, they are all extremely talented! also belinda carlisle 💞💓💞💓💗💖💘💝💓💗 💖 💘 💝💗💞💓💞💓💗💖💘💝💖💘💝💞💓💗💖💘💝 

walls of voodoo

would they even as new wave?? don’t care! anyway wall of voodoo have just such a distinctive sound to them, especially considering what type of music was popular at the time,, aka all the bands above. they have what i would say is a western sound, it’s like country but make it more synthy. when i listen to their music, i just feel like it would fit perfectly in a movie with red desert with one lonely cactus and people dress with cowboys hats and cowboy boots. i think they’re so cool and i do kinda wish people would listen to them... pls <3 i need someone to talk to about this band!! also stan ridgeway is such a cutie!

the motels

this is one of those bands where you hear one of their songs and you just think ‘where have they been my entire life??’ i think martha davies’ one is truely one of a kind! she makes me feel every single emotion and even some that i have never even known before. i often think of the song total control when i try to justify why she is wonderful, all the vulnerability and powerful and passion that she puts into the song is breathtaking. i first heard the song live and at first was a bit ‘ugh i don’t know this band i don’t want this’ and then she started singing and was quickly ‘ok yeh i love this’

the waitresses

one of those bands where you think “who?” and then you list the two songs songs they ever did you everyone’s like ‘oh i love them!’ one of neil finn’s favourite band and you know that man kinda has taste <3 a part of their appeal to me is their personification of a song, let’s just say ‘i know what boys like’ the way the song is performed by the band is the exact why i would expect a song to sound with the title ‘i know what boys like’. snooty, proud, conceited and just down right annoying! it’s one of the most ear worming song ever to exist and i love giving it shit but i can’t help but love it, to give it credit none of the lyrics rhyme and i can still know the song back to front.